Monday, June 12, 2006

a poem

{on a bar stool}

gushing forth from red-veined eyes
lingering drops
that leave behind
trails that burn

a toast,
to scared hearts

rn

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

ritesh, why you gotta get all smart on us?

seriously, though, i've always been blown away by your way with words :)

have a safe trip.